Waiting for death
akimbo, prattling to
imaginal friends about
being weaned off the milk
of paradise, lactating domes
as far as the eye can see.
Starving at the chain for the
for the affection of freedom,
we smother one another with
assurances we've chosen wisely.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 9:41 PM UTC
Waiting for death
akimbo, prattling to
imaginal friends about
being weaned off the milk
of paradise, lactating domes
as far as the eye can see.
Starving at the chain for the
for the affection of freedom,
we smother one another with
assurances we've chosen wisely.
